?!” Dad yelled.
“Settle down, Mr. .” Mr. Stenerson stepped between
Dad and Mr. Studman. “Let me explain!”
“There isn’t anything to explain!” Dad yelled.
“Mr. , you spend a lot of moo send your son here,
and this is part of our curriculum. This school prides itself in giving
its students the kind of well-rounded education young men need in
today’s world. This is why we have an all-male faculty, so these young
men learn all aspean-to-man tact, in business, socially
and intimately,” Mr. Stenerson explained.
Dad peered over Mr. Stenerson’s shoulder and stole gla Mr.
Studman’s plump dick as he listeo the explanation. As I looked
at Dad’s crotch, a big bulge formed.
“Well, I … I guess yht, Mr. Stenerson. Sindy’s already
been taught to fuck, I guess there’s no reason to stop now,” Dad said.
“Go ahead, Mr. Studman. Show me what you’ve taught my son.”
Mr. Studman spit on his hard cock then rammed it to me. We fucked
and groaned and moaned.
“Well, my soo like it. Looks like he’s doing a fine job getting
fucked. So what’s the problem?” Dad asked.
“This is the problem,” Mr. Stenerson replied as he opened his
pants and whipped out his hard, beer--sized dick. “Your son ’t
hahis!”
“Whoa … shit, mister! A fug horse couldn’t hahat!” Dad
replied.
“But Andy o be able to if he is to be in my class this fall. We’ve
called you io see if you have any suggestions as to how we
get your son accepted into my class.”
“Hell, that’s no problem!” Dad replied as he dropped his pants
around his ankles, exposing his monster cock. “No reason my son
shouldn’t have the best algebra teacher year. We’ll take care of
this problem right now.”
Dad pulled Mr. Studman off of me as he pressed his hard cock
against my hole. Dad’s cock was twice as fat and an inch lohan
Mr. St